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"Chinese Cartoon" Edition

Last thread: >>25968146

Archive of /nst/ greentext stories:


Tips for potential writefags:

All Human Twilight Sparkle content, such as greentext stories, art and discussion go here.

The original (and recommended but not required) prompt:
>"Uhhh, mmm... Anon? W-what are you doing after school?"

Writefagging, drawfagging, discussion, and other SciTwi-related content are highly encouraged during "down time" (or when the thread begins to slow down due to lack of content). New green, drawings, etc. are highly encouraged during these times.

Weekly suggested prompt:
>twilight and moondancer argue about star wars vs star trek
First for [TwiTwi] [Bullylight] [Crusaderlight] [r9klight] [Sperglight]
fuck forgot [Trainerlight] and [Sugarlight] for the full "pick your favorite" experience
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instantcoffee did a thing that made my sides go bye-bye:

it features our chase sister Sunset
I wonder what Moondancer's opinion is on Voyager.
I would think that sisko is her favorite because picard is too casual
Why are lesbians so gay
and great
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I love when things i requested get posted
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I should really read R9KLight someday
But i don't wanna fall into the waiting hell
I already have SU for that
I like this guys art but I always struggle to tell who is who in his work
>this foxy maiden bumps uglies with your waifu
How do you even compete?
I wish I could
If my waifu was MUPPET Twi I'd have the advantage : ^ ).

(It's not though, I have no chance.)
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Don't know when it's happening, but I think I have an idea about where I want SpergLght to go. Act II has had no plot whatsoever (really, it's kinda been the Indigo show), but I think I know what to do to get things back on track
and it may involve a certain blunt, pigtailed girl
I want sugarcoat to apoligize to twilight
Hey guys, I want to put a bullet through my brain. What should I do?
>print out pictured of scitei
>tape to pillow
>cry into pillow
Anyone want to see a gun?
Somebody please, help me. Really you're all that I have.
Take it easy bro
Wow, that's some sound advice, I feel much better now. Thanks, top-notch
What's wrong Anon? Maybe some black guy advice will help?
Do you really want to know what's going on?

>My life is pointless
>Nobody cares about me
>This is the only place that I go everyday for "socializing"
>I'm always tired
>I'm always cold
>I live in an apartment that's sucks
>I'm poor as shit
>The only female that I'll ever love is fictional
>I have so much more suffering to go
>I can't even cry anymore
>I'm socially retarded
>Few things actually make me happy
>I feel lonely yet at the same time I hate socializing with real people.

There you go
Okay. Don't take this the wrong way, but stop being a little pussy. I won't go into the whole "other people have it worse" bullshit, because frankly, suffering comes in all varieties. You need to sit, and think to yourself what do you want from your life. What do you want to make of it? How can you make it there? Few things actually make me happy, and I hate real people so much I want to kill them at times. If it makes you comfortable talking to us rather than mouth breathers, that's fine. It's still socializing. Mah nigga came from here, and I've never seen his face once, but he's my best friend, and that's fine. It still counts. You're only as lonely as you think you are. and shit nigga, I care about you, or I wouldn't waste time doing this, so there's one. Get a hobby, and find others online who like it as well. Never fails.
Well I don't know what I was expecting, real life talking to people about this never helps, so I assumed that if I talked to you guys it would change somehow.

How wrong was I, being insulted for suffering that I can't control. Fuck this life, the only life that I'll ever have.

No amount of medication or talking will help me.
>Anon says he cares about you

Yeah. Maybe you should fuck off. You're clearly an attention whore.
And you're wrong. I was simply asking for help

But if you called me an idiot you would be right.
There's places for you to go to Anon. Like deviantart and Livejournal or tumblr
Tumblr? Really? Yeah, okay I don't want to wallow in misery and I don't want to inconvenience anyone so I will fuck off.
how would twi react if she woke up and found a purple pony cuddling with her
Why isn't she real
>"Hi my name is Twilight Sparkle and I have long Purple hair with red streaks that reaches my mid-back and violet eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Countess Contura" (AN: if u don’t know who she is get da hell out of here!).
>"I’m related to Shining Armour but I wish I wasn't because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m a Majhou shoujo but I hate nice ness and stuff."
>"I have purple skin and. I go to a school called Canterlot high in England where I’m in the seventh year (I’m seventeen)."
>"I’m a goth (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. I love Hot Topic and I buy all my clothes from there.""
>"For example today I was wearing a black corset with matching lace around it and a black leather miniskirt, pink fishnets and black combat boots."
>"I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow."
"I was walking outside Canterlot High. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about."
>the Shadow five stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.

>“Hey Twilight!” shouted a voice.
>I looked up. It was… Shining armour!

“What’s up Shining?” I asked.

>“Nothing.” he said shyly.

But then, I heard my friends call me and I had to go away.

>The next day I woke up in my bedroom.
>It was snowing and raining again.
>I get out of bed and drank some juice from a bottle I had.
>My room was was gothic and my bed was hot pink velvet with black lace on the ends.
>I took of my giant CC t-shirt which I used for pajamas.
>Instead, I put on a black leather dress, a magic necklace I got from an alternate universe version of myself, combat boots and black fishnets on.
>I put on four pairs of earrings in my pierced ears, and put my hair in a kind of messy bun.

> My friend, Rainbowdash woke up then and grinned at me.
>She flipped her long waist-length rainbow colored hair with and opened her fuschia eyes.
>She put on her Sapphire shore t-shirt with a black mini, fishnets and pointy high-heeled boots.
>We put on our makeup (black lipstick white foundation and black eyeliner.)

>“OMFG, I saw you talking to Shining yesterday!” she said excitedly.

“Yeah? So? We're related” I said, blushing.

>“Do you like Shining?” she asked as we went on our way to school.

“No I so fucking don’t!” I shouted.

>“Yeah right!” she exclaimed. Just then, Shining walked up to me.

>“Hi.” he said.

“Hi.” I replied flirtily.

>“Guess what.” he said.

“What?” I asked.

>“Well, Countess contura is having a concert in in town.” A friend told me.

“Oh. My. Fucking. God!” I screamed. I love CC. She's my favorite singer besides sapphire shores.

>“Well…. do you want to go with me?” he asked.

I gasped.

>On the night of the concert I put on my black lace-up boots with high heels.
>Underneath them were ripped red fishnets.
>Then I put on a black leather minidress with all this corset stuff on the back and front.
>I put on matching fishnet on my arms. I straightened my hair and made it look all spiky.
>I felt a little depressed then, so I slit one of my wrists.
>I read a depressing book while I waited for it to stop bleeding and I listened to some CC.
>I painted my nails black and put on TONS of black eyeliner. Then I put on some black lipstick.

>I drank some juice so I was ready to go to the concert.

>I went outside. Shining was waiting there in front of his car.
>He was wearing a Cheese sandwhich t-shirt (he would play at the show too), baggy black skater pants, black nail polish and a little eyeliner (AN: A lot fo kewl boiz wer it ok!).

“Hi Shining!” I said in a depressed voice.

>“Hi Twilight.” he said back.
>We walked into his black Mercedes-Benz (the license plate said 666) and drove to the place with the concert.
>On the way we listened excitedly to Countess Contura
>We both smoked cigarettes and drugs. When we got there, we both hopped out of the car.
>We went to the mosh pit at the front of the stage and jumped up and down as we listened to Countess Contura.

>“You come in cold, you're covered in blood
>They're all so happy you've arrived
>The doctor cuts your cord, hands you to your mom
>She sets you free into this life.” sang Rara (I don’t own da lyrics 2 dat song).

“She is so fucking hot.” I said to Shining, pointing to her as she sung, filling the club with her amazing voice.

>Suddenly Shining looked sad.

“What’s wrong?” I asked as we moshed to the music. Then I caught on.

“Hey, it’s ok I don’t like him better than YOU!” I said.

>“Really?” asked Shining sensitively and he put his arm around me all protective.

“Really.” I said. “Besides I don’t even know Rara and She's going out with AppleJack I fucking hate that little bitch.” I said disgustedly, thinking of her ugly blonde face.

>The night went on really well, and I had a great time.
>So did Shining.
>After the concert, we drank some beer and asked Contura and Cheese Sandwich for their autographs and photos with them.
>We got CC concert tees.
>Shining and I crawled back into the Mercedes-Benz, but Shining didn’t go back home, instead he drove the car into……………………… the Everfree forest!

“Shining!” I shouted. “What the fuck do you think you are doing?”

>Shing didn’t answer but he stopped the car and he walked out of it. I walked out of it too, curiously.

“What the fucking hell?” I asked angrily.

>“Twilight?” he asked.

“What?” I snapped.

>Shining leaned in extra-close and I looked into his red eyes (he was wearing color contacts) which revealed so much depressing sorrow and evilness and then suddenly I didn’t feel mad anymore.

>And then…………… suddenly just as I Shining kissed me passionately. Shining climbed on top of me and we started to make out keenly against a tree.
>He took of my top and I took of his clothes. I even took of my bra. Then he put his thingie into my you-know-what and we did it for the first time.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! ” I screamed. I was beginning to get an orgasm. We started to kiss everywhere and my body became all warm. And then….


>It was…………………………………………………….Principal Celestia!
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>Celestia made and Shining and I follow her. She kept shouting at us angrily.

>“You ludacris fools!” she shouted.

>I started to cry tears of down my pallid face.
>Shining comforted me.
>When we went back to the castle Celestia took us to vice principal luna and Professor Harshwhinny who were both looking very angry.

>“They were having sexual intercourse in the Everfree Forest!” She yelled in a furious voice.

>“Why did you do such a thing, you mediocre dunces?” asked Professor Harshwhinny.

>“How dare you?” demanded Vice Principal Luna.

>And then Shining Armour shrieked. “BECAUSE I LOVE HER!”

>Everyone was quiet. Celestia and Professor Harshwhinny still looked mad but Vice Principal Luna said. “Fine. Very well. You may go home.”

>Shining and I left while the teachers glared at us.

>“Are you okay, Twilight?” Shining asked me gently.

“Yeah I guess.”
>I lied.
> I went to the the bathroom and brushed my teeth and my hair and changed into a low-cut black floor-length dress with red lace all around it and black high heels.
>When I came out….

>Shining was standing in front of the bathroom, and he started to sing ‘I just wanna live’ by Countess Contura.
>I was so flattered, even though he wasn’t supposed to be there.
>We hugged and kissed.
>After that, we said goodnight and he reluctantly went back into his room.

>The next day I woke up in my bed.
>I put on a black miniskirt that was all ripped around the end and a matching top with red skulls all over it and high heeled boots that were black.
>I put on two pairs of skull earrings, and two crosses in my ears.
>I spray-painted my hair with purple.
>It's already purple but I wanted it even more purple.

>In the Cafeteria, I ate some hay flakes cereal with juice instead of milk, and a glass of juice.
?Suddenly someone bumped into me. All the juice over my top.

>“Bastard!” I shouted angrily.
>I regretted saying it when I looked up cause I was looking into the white face of a gothic boy with spiky blue hair with whie streaks in it.
>He was wearing so much eyeliner that I was going down his face and he was wearing black lipstick.
>He had a manly stubble on his chin.
>He had a sexy English accent.

>He was so sexy that my body went all hot when I saw him kind of like an erection only I’m a girl so I didn’t get one you sicko.

>“I’m so sorry.” he said in a shy voice.

“That’s all right. What’s your name?” I questioned.

>“My name’s Flash sentry, although most people call me Brad these days.” he grumbled.

“Why?” I exclaimed.

>“Not really sure.” he giggled.
>" They just do"

“Well, I am a majhou shoujo.” I confessed.

>“Really?” he whimpered.

“Yeah.” I roared.

>We sat down to talk for a while.
>Then Shining came up behind me and told me he had a surprise for me so I went away with him.
Shining and I held our pale white hands with black nail polish as we went upstairs.
I was wearing red Satanist sings on my nails in red nail polish.
I waved to Brad.
Dark misery was in his depressed eyes.
I guess he was jealous of me that I was going out with Shining.
Anyway, I went upstairs excitedly with Shining.
We went into the janitors closet and locked the door. Then…………

We started frenching passively and we took off each others clothes enthusiastically.
He felt me up before I took of my top.
Then I took off my black leather bra and he took off his pants.
We went on the bed and started making out naked and then he put his boy’s thingy in mine and we HAD SEX.

“Oh Shining, Shing!” I screamed while getting an orgasm when all of a sudden I saw a tattoo I had never seen before on Shinings’s arm.
It was a black heart with an arrow through it.
On it in bloody gothic writing were the words………… Brad!

I was so angry.

“You bastard!” I shouted angrily, jumping out of the bed.

“No! No! But you don’t understand!” Shining pleaded. But I knew too much.

“No, you fucking idiot!” I shouted. “You probably have AIDs anyway!”

I put on my clothes all huffily and then stomped out.
Shining ran out even though he was naked.
He had a really big you-know-what but I was too mad to care.
I stomped out and did so until I was in Vampire’s classroom where he was having a lesson with Professor Harshwhinny and some other people.

How come you switch writing styles? Like from green to prose?

>Everyone in the class stared at me and then Shining came into the room even though he was naked and started begging me to take him back.

>“Twilight, it’s not what you think!” Shining screamed sadly.

>My friend sunset smiled at me understatedly.
>She flipped her long waste-length gothic sunburst hair and opened her crimson eyes like blood that she was wearing contact lenses on.
>She had pale white skin that she was wearing white makeup on.
>Pinkie Pie was kidnapped when she was born.
>Her real parents are Majhou and one of them is a changeling Chrysalis killed her mother and her father committed suicide because he was depressed about it.
>She still has nightmares about it and she is very haunted and depressed.
>“What is it that you desire, you ridiculous dimwit!” Luna demeaned angrily in his cold voice but I ignored him.

>“Brad, I can’t believe you cheated on me with Shining!” I shouted at him.

>Everyone gasped.

>"I don’t know why Twilight was so mad at me."
>"I had went out with Brad for a while but then he broke my heart." Said shining
>He dumped me because he liked Rarity, a stupid preppy fucker.
>We were just good friends now.
>He had gone through horrible problems, and now he was gothic.

>“But I’m not going out with Shining anymore!” said Brad.

>“Yeah fucking right! Fuck off, you bastard!” I screamed.
>I ran out of the room and into the Everfree Forest where I had lost my virility to Shining and then I started to bust into tears.
Was just a mistke Sorry about any confusion.
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Hey is EQGWF back or what?
there were a couple of posts recently that may have been him but I am not sure

>I was so mad and sad.
>I couldn’t believe Shining for cheating on me.
>I began to cry against the tree where I did it with shining.

>Then all of a suddenly, an horrible lady with red eyes!
>she didn’t have she was wearing all black but it was obvious he wasn’t gothic. It was…… Crysalis

>“No!” I shouted in a scared voice but then Chrysalis shouted “Twilight!” and I couldn’t run away.

>“Changeling!” I shouted at him. Chryallis started to scream.
>I felt bad for her even though I’m a sadist so I stopped.

>“Twilight.” he yelled. “Thou must kill Brad Sentry!”

>I thought about Brad and his sexah eyes and his gothic blue hair and how his face looks just like Big mac.
>I remembered that Shining had said I didn’t understand, so I thought, what if Shining went out with Brad before I went out with him and they broke up?

“No, Chrysalis!” I shouted back.

>Chrysalis gave me a gun. “No! Please!” I begged.

>“Thou must!” he yelled. “If thou does not, then I shall kill thy beloved Shining!”

“How did you know?” I asked in a surprised way.

>Chrysalis got a dude-ur-so-retarded look on his face.
>“I hath telekinesis.” She answered cruelly.
>“And if you doth not kill Brad, then thou know what will happen to Shining!” she shouted.
>Then she flew away angrily with her wings.

>I was so scared and mad I didn’t know what to do.
>Suddenly Shining came into the woods.

“Shining!” I said. “Hi!”

>“Hi.” he said back but his face was all sad.
>He was wearing white foundation and messy eyeliner kind of like a pentagram.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

>“No.” he answered.

>“I’m sorry I got all mad at you but I thought you cheated on me.” I expelled.

>“That’s okay.” he said all depressed and we went back home together making out.
not yet but it may be a sign that he is coming back
>Anon, the girls and I are playing some board game's at Sunset's wanna come
>I was really scared about Chrysallis all day.
>I was even upset went to rehearsals with my gothic metal band Bloody magic.
>I am the lead singer of it and I play guitar.
>People say that we sound like a cross between CC and Saphire shores.
>The other people in the band are Pinkie pie, Brad, and Shining
>Only today Shining and Brad were depressed so they weren’t coming and we wrote songs instead.
>I knew Shining was probably slitting his wrists, cause he's goth and that's what goths do.
>I put on a black leather shirt that showed off my boobs and tiny matching miniskirt that said CC on the butt.
>You might think I’m a slut but I’m really not.

>We were singing a cover of ‘Helena’ and at the end of the song I suddenly bust into tears.

>"Twilight! Are you OK?” Pinkie pie asked in a concerted voice.

“What the fuck do you think?” I asked angrily.
>And then I said.
“Well, Chryallis came and the fucking bitch told me to fucking kill Brad!
>But I don’t want to kill him, because, he’s really nice, even if he did go out with Shining.
>But if I don’t kill Harry, then Chryallis, will fucking kill Shining!” I burst into tears.
>Suddenly Shining jumped out from behind a wall.

>“Why didn’t you fucking tell me!” he shouted.
>“How could you- you- you fucking poser bitch!”

>I started to cry and cry.
>Shining started to cry too all sensitive.
>Then he ran out crying.
>We practiced for one more hour.
>Then suddenly Celestia walked in angrily!
>her eyes were all fiery and I knew this time it wasn’t cause she had a headache.

>“What have you done!” She started to cry wisely.
>“Twilight, Shining has been found in the bathroom.
>He committed suicide by slitting his wrists.”
>Be finishing Traplight
>Underwhelming all the way through
>Bored, maybe even a little upset at some parts
>Riding up on the end, expecting disappointment
Literally on the last word, I tear up. It hit me just right then the adventure Jeff took me on. Shit man...now its over. Thanks for the read, Jeff. Really. It was a great ride and I'm glad to have been a part of it.
>Guys help me please
>Guys help
>What's wrong you ask? WELLLLLLL
>Here, let me whine for a bit about my lack of friends and my economic situation
Of course, Twiggle
Basically in a nutshell.
Why is this thread so slow lately? New stories are barely acknowledged, and the same images are posted over, and over. I was gonna post art, but It's like people would barely see it

“NO!” I screamed.
>I was horrorfied!
>Pinkie Pie tried to comfort me but I told her fuck off and I ran to my room crying myself.
>Celestia chased after me shouting but he had to stop when I went into my room cause she would look like a perv that way.

>Anyway, I started crying tears of blood and then I slit both of my wrists.
>They got all over my clothes so I took them off and jumped into the bath angrily while I put on a CC song at full volume.
>I grabbed a magic weapon and try to commit suicide.
>I was so fucking depressed!
>I got out of the bathtub and put on a black low-cut dress with lace all over it sandly.
>I put on black high heels with pink metal stuff on the ends and six pairs of skull earrings.
>I couldn’t fucking believe it.
>Then I looked out the window and screamed… Luna was spying on me and he was taking a video tape of me!
>And Luna was masticating to it too!
>She was sitting outside my window.

“EW, YOU FUCKING PERVS, STOP LOOKING AT ME NAKED! ARE YOU PEDOS OR WHAT!” I screamed putting on a black towel with a picture of Saphire shores on it.
Suddenly Flash Sentry ran in.

I took my gun and shot Luna a gazillion times and they she started screaming and the camera broke.
Suddenly, Celestia ran in. “Twilight, it has been revealed that someone has - NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” she shouted looking at Luna, she waved her hands and suddenly…

>Rarity ran inside and said everyone we need to talk.

>“What do you know, Rarity? You’re just a little Canterlot high student!”


>“This cannot be.” Luna said in a crisp voice as blood dripped from his hand where Celestias magic had shot him. “There must be other factors.”

>“YOU DON’T HAVE ANY!” I yelled in madly.

>Luna held up the camera triumelephantly.

>“The lens may be ruined but the tape is still there!”

>I felt faint, more than I normally do like how it feels when you do not drink enough juice.

>“Why are you doing this?” Luna said angrily while she rubbed her dirty hands on his clook.

>And then I heard the words that I had heard before but not from him.

>I did not know whether to feel shocked and happy or drink some juice because I felt faint.

>“BECAUSE…BECAUSE….” Rarity said and she paused in the air dramitaclly, waving her hand in the air.

>Then swooped as she started singing to the tune of a gothic version of a song by Countess Contura.

>“Because you’re goffic?” Luba asked in a little afraid voice cause she was afraind it meant he was connected with Satan.

“Because I LOVE HER!”
It's hiatus
Also, I read most of the stories but don't usually feel too compelled to reply
Well its a wensday so everyone must be studying instead of working
And I would rather see those same images that make me smile than "bump" or shitposts
I meant reading but thats what I get for not sleeping last night
Hey, gonna update that story I still don't have a name for.
Be back in thirty after I've double checked everything looking right.
Hi friends. Time for this! c:
What we have so far: http://pastebin.com/rtxmZtha

>1: Insanity
>Every member of the old group has lost their freaking minds
>It doesn't make any sense, but...
>These girls being nice to you doesn't make any sense either
>2: Prank
>This makes sense
>This makes SO much sense
>(You underline SO a few times)
>It falls perfectly in line with the kind of things they have done to you in the past
>More than likely, Sugarcoat was the one who organized the whole affair as well
>3: ...Universe collapse
>Hm. Maybe the entirety of reality is collapsing in on itself, and the cosmic miasma has seeped into-
>You sigh. That's a really stupid idea.
>4: Multiversal mix up
>These girls got crossed from an alternate reality where you six have always been friends!
>Makes no sense!
>Also, there is so little substance to it, you don't even know where to start filling in the holes
>...That Twilight must have been very happy.
>You squeeze your eyes and rub away some undue moisture
>5: Hypnotism
>Were they all hypnotized at the same time?
>Perhaps they all decided to try seeing a hypnotist for some reason
>Or went to the carnival, which you think might still be in town
>And they were hypnotized into liking you for some reason
>6: ...Forced?
>Did someone convince them to like you?
>Are they perhaps being forced into being your friends?
>It sounds vaguely plausible...
>There isn't any wild speculation needed to determine that someone doesn't like those girls
>There are some very powerful people attending this school
>Not even Sugarcoat's father, or Sunny's mother can protect them from everything
>Was this some kind of elaborate ploy to get at those girls?
>Make them be your friend in order to mess with them in some way?
>...Your throat dries up and you almost go into a coughing fit
>Are you... Is it really possible that you could be punishment for someone?
>Shaking your head, you get back into distracting yourself
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>7: Twins x5
>This one makes less sense, but it is not impossible
>Maybe they all have twins?
>And all the twins know you?
>And all the twins like you?
>8: Vampires
>Well your life has been pretty miserable up until this point
>Five bullies chasing you around middle school and high school
>But you're pretty sure reality's GM knows how to balance CR
>And you're nowhere near ready to take on something like that
>Besides, vampires (hopefully) don't exist
>9: Magic
>Magic doesn't exist
>But you are very familiar with it!
>If /tg/ and roleplaying games have taught you anything, it's that magic can do whatever it wants
>No explanation needed
>Don't gotta explain shit :^)
>You giggle to yourself
>And notice Indigo and Sunny smiling at you
>You smile back and return to your work
>It's good to have a laugh when you're working...
>So if magic suddenly sparked into reality, the wild side affects could just be written off as "Magic did it"
>10: A deep one approaches
>Same argument for magic, but 'madness' instead of 'magic'
>Also more water, tentacles, and you are going to die a horrible death
>11: Random atonement?
>Are they just trying to make it up to you?
>It is not impossible, by any standard
>It also makes the most sense, you suppose
>However, there is significant mounting information to prove that this isn't the case
>You've evidently been friends for too long for them to be... The same
>As you knew them
>You scribble a new item before number 12 and renumber the following points
>12: Multiversal Mix Up (Me?)
>Did you trade places with some other Twilight?
>Makes sense
>13: DIO?
>Did that bastard steal your grandfather's body!?
>You quickly glance around, to make sure no one would notice
>And you take a sort of selfie of the back of your neck
>No star
>You are not a Joestar, so DIO probably isn't trying to ruin your life by recruiting these five girls and having them be nice to you to lower your guard and allow him or them to off you
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>Just as you were having fun with your insanity, the period bell rings
>You look at your notes
>It's just mad scribbles and ravings
>You didn't get any studying done
>[Short Internal Screaming Session]
>Everyone around you packs, so you do as well
>Walking toward the door, you notice Sunny and Indigo fall in line next to you
>You grin at them both nervously
>Sunny gives you a gentle grin
>Indigo looks up from her cell phone. She smirks and gives you a V
"U-uhm." You clutch at your backpack's straps
>Indigo glances at you. "Sup?"
"W-w-w-wha..." You scrunch up your face and frown
>You take a short breath. "Wh-where a-are you h-heading n-next..." You tense up, and squeak out a quiet "Indy."
>Indigo shrugs. "Jus' math."
>She shrugs and stuffs her phone into her pocket. "What about you, bae? Where you goin?"
>Indigo leans in too close, smirking. "What're you playin at?"
>You shake your head. "N-no, no, I-I was... J-just asking. Is all."
>Indigo's smile falters slightly, and she gives you a peace sign. "Aight. This is my stop, see you at club after school."
>As you wave, Indigo runs off into the classroom next to you
>Leaving you alone with Sunny
>Is she going her own way too?
>As if sensing your thought's mention of her, Sunny gives you a quick side hug.
>The embrace is soft and cushioned by her... Body.
>You gulp as she pulls away. She sings to you as she turns, "Until we meet again, ma chérie~"
>She walks away with a contented hum, leaving you to yourself
>...Your face feels hot
>You grab your forehead and then your cheeks
>Ah, that's just blush
>As you sigh, you find yourself loosening your tie and collar
>Now that she's not stepping on you or having people spread vitriolic rumors about you, you have a great opportunity to notice that she's gorgeous.
>And soft...
>Your breath starts coming shorter and you shake your head, expelling the thoughts
>Peering around the corridor, you notice some of the rooms are in different places
>Of course
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>Same day
>1:00 PM
>Lunch time
>Your entire life might be falling apart at the seams, but lunch is a stable constant
>Just like all high schools, Crystal Prep's lunch session is packed with students
>Unlike other schools, your lunch is mostly silent
>Everyone keeps to themselves unless they are okay with being unpopular exceptions
>As you go to pay you remember Lemon Zest, and smile
>It was nice of her to give you lunch money for once
>Maybe the nicest thing anyone at Crystal prep has ever done for you
>As you carry your salad away, you pull out your cell phone
>Yes, you seem to have many more contacts than you used to
>The messenger presents you with an empty screen and an input box
>With a smile, you text her as you sit down
'Thank you so much for the money, I really appreciate it. :)'
>Setting down your phone, you notice that you actually have a few messages from other people
>Indigo, Sour Sweet, and Sugarcoat
>Indigo sent you some... 'Memes'
>Mostly supposedly funny images with words superposed onto them
>You resist the urge to scowl
>You're not petty
>Your... Company... From the internet just... Rubs off on you, you guess
>Taking a look, you just
>[Internal Cringe]
"N-normie..." You clutch your phone to your chest, and look around, hoping no one heard you
>You sigh. Don't turn into one of those kinds of girls, Twilight
>Scrolling through, you notice that she's been texting you all year, at least that's as far as your history tells you
>You almost choke on your lunch
>You have been giving her encouraging and amused replies to the pictures
"F-f-f-f..." You gulp down
>You're friends with a normie?
>N-new topic!
>What does Sour Sweet want!?
>Oh, its a bunch of selfies of you and her she sent you
>High quality
>You two went bowling, to a carnival, hung around after school
>She seems to leave messages with the pictures
>'Love goofing around and hanging out with you, twilight :D'
>'Sucks that your extra schoolwork takes up your time. >:('

>So Sour's your friend too
>That's good to know
>You toss her a noncommittal reply and a smiley face
>Sugarcoat thanked you for your chemistry notes
>'Would you like to come over to my home after school tomorrow to watch a film with me?'
'Sure :)'
>You munch on your food in silence, and look down at the almost empty bowl.
>With a shrug, you work on your milk.
>All this... Friendliness actually gives you an idea
>Does this whole weird situation you are in mean Moondancer doesn't hate you still?
>Opening your messenger again, you text Moondancer
-"Hi, moonie."
>Well that's the same
>It was just a birthday party...
>There's two rapid buzzings
>You got two messages at the same time!
>Whatever happened, it's made you so social!
>With a grin, you check your texts
>Sugarcoat replied
>'Cola will pick you up at home tomorrow, after I've finished all of my homework and have studied an amount that father finds desirable. There will be the usual snacks, your favorites as well as mine. The film in question' 1/2
>You never noticed, but Sugarcoat talks a lot
>Lemon replied
>'who is this'
>Furrowing your brow, you pick up your phone in both hands
'Twilight Sparkle. This is Lemon Zest's number, right?'
>Did you say something wrong?
>'this is her father. i thought you two werent friends.'
>You cock your head
>Maybe its just the blunt way he said it, but you get an odd uneasiness in your stomach at the words
>Could also be because you're just very recently becoming social
'Um, yes. At least, I think so.'
>You stare for a moment, flicking at the screen to keep it alive
>Lunch is almost over, and your food is gone
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>The wait is killing you
>'okay. after what happened, i wont ask. ill give you her new number. she got a new phone.'
>You blink and smile a little, grabbing your phone
'Thank you very much, sir. :)'
>That went well
>You grab Lemon Zest's number and after some reformatting of your contacts list, resend your message
'Thank you so much for the money, I really appreciate it! c:'
>You get a reply an instant later
>'is this twi senpai? no probs! totes not even a prob! :D:D:D:D:D \o/'
>You giggle to yourself, not caring if anyone notices
>Her energy is infectious!
>Lunch ends, and you just glide through the rest of the day
>Your mind does wander to the situation at hand a few times, of course
>At your last period, you dig through all the paper footballs and notebooks to find the piece of folded paper with your theories
>Ignoring the teacher's explanation on the changes to the syllabus (which you already knew), you look over your notes
>You discredit most of them immediately
>So you're only left with...
>Prank, Force, and Atonement
>These are the only likely causes of change, but there is some concerning holes in each theory
>If this were a prank, then it is a very well thought out one
>But it doesn't leave much room for an impressive finish today
>Unless they want to get at you tomorrow...
>You scribble that in
>If this whole thing was the girls being forced to be nice to you, then....
>It would not make much sense
>At all
>For a few reasons....
>They've mentioned having history with you already, history which conflicts quite critically with what you remember
>Additionally, they are all going right over the top, and maintaining the act
>Sugarcoat may be able to do that
>Sunny Flare could try to do that, for a while
>But Lemon Zest? Indigo Zap?
>Sour Sweet, the one who hates you the most openly?
>You have a picture of yourself and her making ironic poses with a dozen kittens at a shelter
Died a little

>Your phone.
>You have no reason to believe any of them have the technological skills required to supplant that much history into your phone overnight.
>You rub your head.
>You sigh and cross out atonement.
>That one doesn't even make any sense, so there's no use arguing it...
>This is giving you a headache.
>Tossing your theory nonsense into your bag, you start paying attention.
>The professor is talking about an essay that's due Friday.
>Of course you already did it last month.
>It's on your desk somewhere at home..
>Your gaze drifts down to your backpack.
>You're holding the sheet again.
>...What is happening, though?
>What does it all mean? How can it be explained?
>A small, angry voice in the back of your head startles you, snarling 'Why do you care?'
>Setting down your notes, you're startled by the end of class bell.
>You check the clock.
>3:30 PM
>End of school
>Wow, today just flew by.
>You wonder wh-
>You don't need to wonder why.
>So busy.
>With a sigh, you pack up your things and wander out of the class room.
Oh, missed a piece.


>Your science lab didn't move!
>So that's nice
>Considering no one but Cadance knows you use this room, it shouldn't be that much of a surprise
>You trace your fingers along the plaque you made yourself
>Unknown Properties and Logics Study Lab. Its sitting right next to the door.
>You smile, knowing you have some kind of rock in your life right now
>Any kind of anchor in this sea of weirdness is appreciated

>You jump back at the violent outburst
>It came from inside your lab
>Worse whoever it was sounded angry
>Even worse... She sounded familiar
>Oh no...
>Why is Sour Sweet in there?
>What is happening in your lab?
>You go to open the door, but raise your hand instead
>Carefully, you press a knuckle to the door
>Sour Sweet is better, right?
>You don't want to deal with Sour Sweet right now
>The back of your hand floats centimeters from the door
>Your breath comes a little too fast
>Your head starts to become light
>Sour Sweet has to be different, right?
>Something gets caught in your throat
>It's your tongue, so you swallow
>Sour Sweet is...
>In there
>You can still feel her hot breath in your face
>That dark look in her eye
>The milk on her blouse, everyone snickering around you both
>Friday was a long time ago
>You lower your hand
>Instead of just letting it fall, you grasp the strap of your back pack and squeeze
>It makes you feel more in control, like you aren't going to collapse
>You slowly turn around and begin walking away
>Your stomach hurts. Must be from the anxiety.
>...You wonder
>You glance at the door
>Does this Sour Sweet also carry around knives in school?
>Does she remember practicing archery, and making you come cheer for her, even though everyone wanted you to go away?
>Does she remember shooting you in the thigh with practice arrows?
>Your face feels warm again
>You reach up and sniff
>Examining your fingers, you find that you've started to cry a little.
>Just misting up, really
>The doorknob turns, and you're stuck there
>You gulp, but you can't even move as you stare with wide eyes at the opening portal
>There's Sour Sweet
>She's got her eyes glued to some game system, and she seems to be chewing on some snacks that are sticking out of her pocket
>You don't move
>She doesn't notice you until she's half a meter away
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>She stops and looks away from her game
>When her eyes meet yours, they light up
>You internally cringe
>But as soon as she can take full stock of you, her eyes soften and she stows her toy
>She reaches a hand out, placing it against one of your hands, which are both still gripping your backpack tight
>Her hand is so warm
>You just now realize you're shaking
>You look away from her hand and look her in the eye
>What you see makes your stomach turn upside down
>Sour Sweet is looking at you with what is unmistakable concern
>She tries prying your hand free, and you let her
>She holds your hand in both hands, warming it up.
>"You're trembling... Did you have another episode, Twilight?" Her sweet voice is kind of calming-
>She looks down at your hand and scowls, and she quickly grumbles to herself. "You really should have texted me if it got this bad."
>You gasp and pull your hand back
>She puts both hands out. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, it just slipped out!"
>No, this is...
"T-t-t-too m-much."
>You turn and sprint
>Only to get a face full of body
>You stop and look up, past her chest, and look Lemon Zest in the eye
>She's smiling real wide down at you. "Sup, senpai?"
>You hear Sour Sweet growl behind you. "So that's what's bothering you, is it?"
>You turn back and see Sour Sweet. She's snarling, and her brow is furrowed, giving her that classic deadly dark glare
>You almost wet yourself
>"Get over here!" Sour shouts, giving you cause to yelp
>Lemon sighs above you
>There's a warmth as her hands squeeze your shoulders once before she steps away from you
>You stand there, facing away from Sour as Lemon joins her
>Your back is turned, so you can't see them
>You're too scared to even turn around, honestly. But you do turn your head
>There's a loud smacking sound
>You grab your cheek

oh god

>But you aren't the one who got hit
>"Who said you could get anywhere near her!?"
>If Lemon had been wearing her headphones, they would have been sent flying from Sour Sweet's smack, which you think you can still hear echoing through the hall. But it may just be your imagination.
>Lemon is uncharacteristically stoic as she turns to look down at Sour Sweet. "Don't start something you can't finish, Sour Patch."
>She clenches her fists so hard, you can hear the knuckles cracking.
>"Hey bae, what's happening?" Someone whispers into your ear.
"Guah!" You jump and look straight at Indigo, who's smirking. "D-don't do that!" You whisper back, holding your pounding heart.
>She nods and thumbs to the two at the door. "What's with Sugar Tits and Lemon Lime?"
>Before you can reply, Sour Sweet interjects, shouting at Indigo. "Lemon fucked with Twilight so now I'm going to fuck her up, that's what's with us!"
>Indigo scowls and shakes her head, reaching into her duffle bag.
>To your surprise, she pulls out an aluminum bat
"W-wh-wha-" You point at the bat
>Indigo winks at you. "Don' worry bae, I got this." She taps the end of the bat against her heel and saunters over to the two.
>Before you can say anything, Indigo is tapping her bat on the ground.
>"Hey, Lemon, what's up?"
>Lemon glares down at Indigo, looking her and her bat over. She takes a deep breath. "Wassap?"
>"Deez nuts, kid!" Indigo swings up with her bat, swinging right at the taller girl's chin
>But Lemon punches, yes punches, the bat, almost knocking it out of Indigo's hand
>Just as Indigo hisses in pain as no doubt welts form on her palm, you notice two more people join you
>Sugarcoat and Sunny Flare are standing on either side of you
>Sugarcoat has her arms crossed, scowling at the scene
>Sunny just has a withered expression
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>You turn to Sugarcoat then to Sunny Flare
"P-p-p-p-l-lease... S-stop th-them!"
>Sugarcoat looks at you out of the corner of her eye then turns to you fully. "Why?"
>You flinch back.
>Sugarcoat shrugs. "Sorry if I intimidated you, I didn't mean to do that at all, this scene is just really ugly to watch. Why should I stop them though? I don't care if they get in trouble or not."
"H-huh? What?"
>There is a loud pounding sound
>You turn just in time to see Indigo land in a heap. She groans, but holds fast to her bat as she cradles her stomach
>Lemon Zest has a fist held next to her side and one outstretched. She turns and glares at Sour Sweet as she pulls her hands to her sides again.
>"Such a brute..." Sunny mutters from next to you. Her voice is flat.
>You look between both of them. "Y-you..."
>You glance at Lemon Zest. She's got both hands raised as she nears Sour Sweet.
>Sour Sweet is reaching into her pocket, and you can see her gripping something
>Your breath starts coming faster and faster
"I-I-I th-th-thought..."
>Sunny leans in to catch your gaze
"B-b-b-ut y-y-y..."
>Indigo picks herself up. "I'm not done." She coughs and uses her bat as support.
>This doesn't make any sense!
>They're friends!
>Lemon turns her head toward Indigo, frowning
>You and Sunny gasp as Sour Sweet whips out a switchblade, glaring dark death at Lemon
>Sugarcoat doesn't seem phased
>Sugarcoat turns to face you.
>"We aren't friends, if that's what you've been trying to stutter out, Twilight Sparkle. I hate everyone here but you, and while she wouldn't necessarily use such a strong word, I assume Sunny Flare feels exactly the same."
>You stare at Sugarcoat, eyes wide
>That- What is happening?
>You look to Sunny
>She just nods
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Okay friends, last one for a while.
I'll try to come back next week, till then, sleep well! c:


>Looking back at the fight, Lemon has Indigo in a full nelson, and Indigo's bat is on the ground, behind them
>Sour Sweet is edging toward Lemon, from the back, her knife shining in the fluorescent school light
"Nnnnn!" Your stomach turns inside out and you fall to your knees with a yelp
>Ma petite~!" Sunny gasps, loud enough that you can hear over your own thoughts
>You feel her wrapping her hands around your arm. "Are you okay~? Please, stand up~"
>As soon as you said that, all three fighters stopped
>Lemon Zest and Indigo Zap are still grappled together, with Indigo having almost no chance to get free. Her hair is all messed up and her goggles were nowhere to be seen
>Lemon has some bruises on her forearm, from the bat, and a hand print is actually forming from when Sour slapped her. You can't tell if her hair looks any worse than usual
>She places Indigo down without hurting her
>Suddenly realizing what was happening, Sour Sweet quietly put away her blade. She then flattened out her skirt, looking at you with sad, guilt-ridden eyes.
>Everyone's quiet for a solid minute
>Looking at them, you take a deep breath
>Collecting yourself, you walk past Sugarcoat and Sunny Flare
>Without looking at them, you walk past Indigo, and then Lemon, and Sour Sweet
>Sour reaches out to you. She tries to say something, but whatever it was, it dies on her lips with a squeak.
>You take a quick look at her, then to the others
>The door closes without a sound
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Goodnight, /nst/
>just woke up in the middle of the night
>see JC's story and a new story
should be fun
This is some real good shit man
Please keep it up
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I kinda disappointed in Traplight. I mean it's great story, but if Twi was a normal girl nothing would change at all. I waited for heartbreaking(and fetish satisfying) story about trans-Twi with her trans problems, just like the first story.
Thats actually a good point
still liked it
But the first story was terrible. Yeah the benis didn't really matter specifically, but it's the general idea of her having a secret/severe body image issues making her feel unlovable. It would have been the same if she was fat. And that's okay.
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Anyway all I hope is if someone will give the third chance to Traplight story.
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>You're Anon, slayer of pussy.
>Most popular guy in the school after Brad.
>You're chilling with your best friend Dusk Shine in the last day of class.
>He's kinda shy and nerdy, but he's pretty cool to hang around regardless.
>He helps you in class and you help him socialize.
>As you're heading home in a chilling day, he stops before you part ways to tell you something.
>"Anon, I have something to tell you."
"What is it bro?"
>He gets all nervous and talks in circles about your friendship.
>You tell him to chill out.
>"Y-You s-see... I'mgonnatransitionintoawoman..."
>You look at him perplexed until he starts to laugh.
>"J-Just joking dude! S-See you n-next year."
>He goes away.
>Eh, he always had a weird sense of humor.
>Think nothing of it.
>You're out of the city during vacations, and he doesn't use social stuff so you hear nothing of him.
>After it's over you come back to school, ready for the new year.
>The class begins, and the teacher starts to talk about love and tolerance.
>"So please class, give a warm welcome to Twilight Sparkle."
>Was all that talk just to introduce a...
>Wait. This is no girl.
>Oh God, no.
>What happened to you bro?
>You look him up and down not believing this.
>He has breasts.
>He has a skirt.
>He has those school heels and shaved legs...
>W-W-Why is your bro giving you a boner??!

CAPTCHA: Babcock st.
>reverse trap
Id like that
id like it more if theres a full story where sunset hits on dusk
Well if you insult me and the advice is shit then what do you expect?
That's really good so far, are you going to make it a full fic?
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You're still here? I figured you would have killed yourself by now.
that is not at all what he wrote
but I like the idea and may write it when I get off from work
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Never forget.
Poor grammar, but a well done reverse trap story.
I didn't just drop by nst for advice. I've been here since...well take a guess
>>26029173 here
brainstorming some ideas now
would you rather see reverse trap with sunset or normal male duskshine with sunset
>Shit advice
Nigga you went full emo hugbox, after he gave you some pretty good advice. No wonder your life sucks. You're seriously deluded, and probably deserve your shitty life
How about normal male Dusk Shine with trap Sunset?
Do you know how good you are?
Why does it NEED a relationship? Why can't it just a bro hanging out with his trannybro?
Please recite that information into a concise format because it was mainly impossible to understand.

The only advice I really remember is that I'm a pussy who deserves my suffering.
Not really because I already have too many stories to finish.

However, I was actually aiming for something like this>>26029173 to happen, to get more content and that.
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>"And this year's fall formal goes to Sunset Shimmer!"
>as you walk up onto the stage the crowd is silent
>you stare at the crowd only seeing fear from their eyes
>you let out a cough
>in fear the crowd cheers in hopes that you won't hurt any of them
"Thank you, thank you, I really deserved this"
>you know that was a lie
>you know that you didn't deserve any of this
>but its the only thing you know how to do
>the rest of the fall formal was... meh
>nobody talked to you for the rest of the formal
>they just stared at you in fear
>the slow dance song comes on
>everyone gets with their boyfriend or girlfriend
>this is getting boring so you head home
>you drive home and open your fridge to grab a bottle of wine
>you saved this for when a special occasion
>too lazy to get out even a wine glass and you sit down on your couch
"Here's to the fall formal"
>it's not the best drink you had but its something
"stupid Canterlot High"
>why do they even show up if they hate me
>they just wanna dance with their dates
>you break down in tears
"STUPID CANTERLOT HIGH! Nobody cares about me there!"
>taking a big sip your crown falls off your head
"they don't care about me because I am the queen bee"
>you try to take another sip but only a drop comes out
"Stupid bottle"
>curling yourself up, the rest of the night is spent crying to yourself on your couch

had half a hour break so I quickly wrote this
I will write more of it and post more tonight
Why does this thread suck now?

When I leave after Sperg is done, where will I go?
the fact you admit you can't into reading comp says a lot
What does it say?
Content drought
Because the writefags have lives and the haitus dosen't help
Don't you just want to hug her
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>get home
>cook dinner for myself
>get on to start typing
>motivation is gone
I still want to write this story so I will try again
also does anybody have tips to get myself motivated to write
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>tfw popped a boner in school
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I want as many people as possible to post what they would do if twilight vistied you today at work, school, home, etc
Probably spaghetti into a conversation
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I'd be pretty happy to see such a friendly face and would bullshit away as much time with her as I could
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What is she hiding
Drawings of anon
"What's that Twilight?"
>You take the sheet from her hands.
>There's a poorly made drawing of you and Sunset kissing.
"...You know I don't like Sunset, right?"
>"It's just that you make such a cute couple. You're practically meant for each other."
"Twilight, I like you, not Sunset."
>"Excuse me, what?"
"I like you."
>She cracks a smile.
>"O-Of course, as friends, b-but--"
"No Twilight. I love you."
>"B-B-B-B-B-But you're meant, a-and Sunset...! Oh no, this can't be happening..."
"Are you ok?"
>"No! This isn't OK! I... Oh my goodness, I have to fix this somehow. BYE."
>She goes away as if having a mental breakdown.
>Maybe you were too blunt?
>working as IT
>pretty simple job update everything and help people when problens occour
>she will cheer me up when I have nothing to do
>"Anon I found someone who you could date other than Sunset or myself"
"Twilight you know I only want to date you"
>"Thats the beauty of it Anon, you will be dating me, just not ME"
>"Anon let me introduce you to Twilight Sparkle"
>a girl who looks exactly like twilight comes up
"Hi Anon it's nice to meet you"
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Last time on Ground Control to Science Twi:

>Sunset, Twilight, and Trixie made it to Brad's ship through hyperspace fuckery and misappropriation of particle physics.
>Brad, a rampart boozer and a failed Sapphire Saviors cadet, drunkenly welcomed his new friends. And one old friend.
>Sunset and Brad had apparently been friends for a long time. Close enough for him to respond to Sunset's emergency distress beacon, no questions asked.
>Or maybe he was bored enough to respond to one.
>Then the Shadowbolts break and enter the ship, rudely interrupting a strained reunion between friends.
>Twilight's typical workday just went from bad to worse. Much, much worse.

Now back to the show.
>Sunset's shoulders slumped.
>"Damn, I was really hoping to avoid a confrontation like this."
>"Well, it's too late for that now," hissed the pink-haired girl, as she fiddled with her rifle.
>It was covered with layers of Hello Pony stickers.

>Brad tried to raise his pistol before giving up. There was just too much headache involved.
>"Look here, I don't care how or when you got on board my ship--"
>Twilight pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration.
"Didn't you hear the explosions?? They breached their way in."
>Brad shrugged.
>"I was too busy being hungover."
>Sunset rolled her eyes.
>"We could tell, Brad."
>Brad winced in pain.
>"Could you like, stop talking so loudly? I didn't say I was sober and my head hurts."
>"Sounds like you've got a substance problem," droned the pale girl with impossibly done-up pigtails, her tone utterly monotone. "You should consider going cold turkey--"
>Her unsolicited advice was interrupted by the green-haired girl.
>"YEAH YEAH WHO CARES! We're about to BLOW their heads and you're giving them advices? COME ON!"

>The blue haired girl stepped forward, brandishing her oversized gun-shaped thing covered with knives and scopes.
>She wore a nametag that read [Hello, my name is INDIGO ZAP YOURSELF].
>"I agree with Lemon-head. Are we gonna plunder, or what? They won't need their stuff where they're going."
>Sour Sweet groaned, losing her shit in response.
>"No plunder! We need the ship intact for the extra bounty when we turn them in!"

>Sunny Flare made a dismissive gesture.
>"That's nice, dearie. But you're not the one in charge of leading the group. I say we plunder."

>"Nobody made you the leader of our band, Flare," droned Sugarcoat. "You should consider keeping your ego under control."

>Lemon Zest shouted as though in maddened blood frenzy.

>Indigo Zap smacked the mass of green hair and oversized headphones. For whatever reason, Lemon Zest wore multiple pairs of ear-things.
>"Wrong! The plundering comes before the killing!"

>With that, he Shadowbolts began bickering amongst themselves fiercely.

>The supposed hostages looked at each other in disbelief, unsure what to do.

"Who the hell are these lunatics?"
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>Sunset groaned.
>"Cut it out, both of you. We need to figure out how to get these bozos off the ship."
>Trixie quietly gestured at the armory door, whispering.
>"Armed confrontation is a possibility."
>"Dang, Trix," whistled Sunset. "I didn't take you for the violent type."
>Trixie pointed at the quarreling Shadowbolts.
>"Only violence can solve this problem."

>Twilight's lips thinned in thought.
"I'll be right back."
>She quickly rolled onto her feet and made her way to the armory door.

- -

>The armory was, compared to the captain in charge of running the ship, surprisingly well-kept.
>A full-size mirror decorated the far end of the closet, partially hidden behind a pile of steel ammo boxes.
>Twilight shuffled through the hangers of belts, gas masks, and other miscellaneous garments of warfare.
>It almost looked like a converted walk-in closet—
>Ah, so it is. Clever.
>Twilight's eyes shifted towards the lower shelf, where a neat row of nasty looking guns were stored.
>She carefully grabbed the one with serrated blades jutting out in almost suicidal angles, trying not to cut herself too much on anything.
>Other than the unwieldy blades, it had a small decorative etching near the grip.
| Matter Incision Light Flechettes |
| ~{ Minuette & Moondancer, LLC }~ |
>Twilight grabbed a magazine, stuffing it into the weapon with a satisfying click.
"This ought to be lethal enough."
>Back at the bridge, the Shadowbolts continued to bicker.
>"—That's rich coming from you, lemonhead. What have you contributed to the group other than your shitty taste in music?"
>"At least Lemon Zest doesn't try to hide her sexual insecurities behind faux bravado and overt masculinity."
>"Are you calling me a DYKE?"
>"That's *such* an uncouth word, dearie—"
>"WHO CARES? I say we steal some goodies from these guys! Starcoins, yeeeaah!"
>"See? Sour Sweet agrees with me."

>Brad raised his hand.
>>"Hey, Shadowdolts—"
>Sour Sweet cut in, howling.
>"It's SHADOWDOLTS you brainless creep!"
>"Shadyjolts, whatever. If you're looking for valuables, you can strip-search me for— OW!"
>Brad rubbed his side where Sunset had gently kicked him for being such a massive pervert.
>"Stop being such a massive pervert."
>Trixie twiddled her thumbs in boredom, not speaking a word.

"Hey! MORONS!"
>Twilight stepped into everyone's view, holding a massive gun with unreasonably large blades jutting out in various angles.
"Shut up, drop your guns, and raise your FUCKING HANDS!"
>Twilight let loose a short burst at Lemon Zest, startling her as lethal bursts struck the hull uncomfortably close to her feet.
>"Well, you're no fun."
"No. Puns. Allowed. I've got a MILF and I'm not afraid to use it."
>Trixie raised an eyebrow.
>"A what, now?"
>"It's a long story," said Brad dismissively. "I collect exotic guns."
>"Smuggle guns, more like," whispered Sunset to nobody in particular.

>The Shadowbolts raised their hands one by one, weapons clattering on the floor.
>"Next time, we plunder *before* arguing," cursed Indigo under her breath.
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>Above the skies of Sappos-III, a silvery metallic object materialized into view with an explosive boom of an illegal hyperspace exit.
>The midsection of the violating ship creased, opening up a man-sized side hatch.
>A blue haired man stood just at the mouth of it, unfazed by the roaring winds.
>Instead he regarded the head-spinning altitude with contempt. The same kind of contempt often worn by individuals with severe hangovers.

>Flash Sentry turned and walked over a group of tied-up captives, holding a pistol in one hand.
>His shocking haird whipped about in the rushing wind.

>Twilight shuddered as the bridge overcame with cool air.
"What the hell is he trying to do? We've already tied them up."
>"Getting some info," replied Sunset. "You don't get marked by an organized gang of pirates by a random nobody with bad blood."
"You think they've had help?"
>"It is logical," interjected Trixie. "A lone band of armed thugs don't have the logistics to do targeted pursuits."
>Twilight shifted uneasily. It was disconcerting to see Trixie acting so natural about all this.
"You don't think those Hoity Society of Twats—"
>"High Society of Twilights."
"—hired them, do you? I mean, that's pretty low even for an evil organization."

>"Twilight, HST literally has assassins in their payroll. I don't doubt it for a second."

>"Shhh," hushed Trixie. "Your idiot friend's starting the interrogation."
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>"COMPUTER," shouted Brad above the whistles and flaps of rushing air. "Activate the jammers! I don't want their transponder implants giving away our location."
>"[Jammers activated, Flash Sentry. We are alone.]"

>Brad smiled, staring at each of his captives. They all wore terrified expressions.
>"Sorry, ladies," he grinned. "You don't get to bring friends."
>He took a step forward, grabbing and dragging the nearest Shadowbolt to the wide-open hatch.
>Lemon Zest kicked and squirmed to no avail as she got dangerously close to the edge of the opening.

>Brad knelt on the helpless green-haired girl, pinning her half way out into the open air.
>"First one to talk gets to stay on my ship!"
>Brad clicked something on his pistol, bringing it to full-charge with an electrified whine.

>"Why did HST pay you to grab my crew and I?"

>Lemon Zest stared at Brad, her hair whipping about.
>"WHAT? I can't hear you over the winds!"

>Brad fired his pistol, sending a beam of nasty green light down to the mountains below.
>"HOLY FUCK," shouted Lemon Zest. "What the hell is wrong with you??"

>The blue-haired lunatic ignored her protests, dragging her back inside.
>"She didn't fly so good. Who wants to try next?"
>Twilight's eyes went wide with disbelief, unwilling to accept the insanity unfolding before her eyes.
""Didn't fly so good," really? What does he mean by this?"
>"I'm not sure, but I think it's working," hissed Trixie.
>Lemon Zest was in a puddle of drool and tears, mumbling something about sapphire fascists.
"You're enjoying this a little too much, Trixie."
>"I've got my vices like everyone else, Miss Sparkle."

>Brad dragged the next Shadowbolt to the hatch, meeting little resistance this time.
>Sugarcoat appeared both livid and terrified by the whole affair.

>"Tell me about Trump," shouted Brad. "Why does she wear the toupee?"

>Sugarcoat grimaced, squinting her eyes against the wind.
>"You do realize that your interrogees can't hear you with their heads stuck out here, right?"

>Brad fired another beam of light, lightly scorching one of Sugarcoat's pigtails.
>"Y-you monster," sputtered Sugarcoat. Her eyes began to redden with tears.
>Brad dragged the inconsolable victim back inside.
>"Lotta loyalty for a hired gun!"
"Or maybe she's wondering why you're asking her questions that she can't even hear," interrupted Twilight. "Have you gone nuts? This isn't interrogation at all—"
>"I haven't tortured them."
"—well I don't know what this is. But we aren't getting anything useful out of them."

>Brad slowly closed the distance between him and Twilight, not breaking eye contact for a second.
>In this moment, he was ruthless.
>Not because of any phony moralist's objections.
>But because, he was ruthless by training.

>"What this is, doesn't matter," countered Brad solemnly. "What matters is discovering their keikaku."
"Keik— What?"
>"Oh my god," groaned Sunset, planting her face in her hands. "Not this again."

>Ignoring the voices of sanity around him, Brad approached Indigo Zap.
>He motioned at her oversized goggles, wrapped haphazardly around her forehead.
>"If I pull this off, will you die?"
>Indigo stared for a second, completely dumbstruck.
>"W-what? No. But it'd be extremely rude."
>Brad leaned forward, disrupting Indigo's personal bubble.
>"You're a big girl."
>Indigo frowned. Shook her head. Raised an eyebrow. Anything to help her understand what she was hearing.
>"Look, if you're wondering why HST wanted you, I'll just tell you."
>"Was being caught part of your plan?"
>"Being caugh— Are you even listening to me, dude? HST wanted you all dead and your ship towed back to the council space because of her."
>Twilight's face lit up with panic as Indigo's finger pointed straight at her.
"M-me? Why me?"
>The blue-haired girl shrugged as much as someone with their hands tied could.

>"Need-to-know basis, they said. It didn't stop us from hearing all about it at the bar, though. Those high-ranking Twilights are really bad at keeping state secrets."

>"Well, congratulations," chuckled Brad, recklessly brandishing his pistol. "What's the next step of your master plan?"

>Indigo nudged her head towards the madman.
>"Is he even listening to me anymore?"

>"Ignore him," said Sunset. "Tell us what you know, and we'll spare your lives."
>The Shadowbolts nodded in unison.

>"We weren't even getting paid all that much anyway," resigned Sunny Flare.
>After luring Brad into the galley with booze and hot wings, the beans were spilled.
"Oh god, I am so sorry."
>"Don't sweat it, Twi. Just tell the ship's computer to clean up the mess. You're living in the future, after all."

>After the beans were cleaned up by suspiciously green robots — each labeled "A.N.O.N." with stencil prints — and the galley cleared of one drunk Flash Sentry wannabe, the Shadowbolts spilled the beans.

>"I'm not sure how familiar you are with the happenings in the periphery of known space," started Sugarcoat, "but whatever you've heard on the news? Forget all of it."
>The Shadowbolts were still cuffed at the wrists, just in case
>Lemon Zest downed her drink with both hands, appearing much less shaken up by the ordeal.

>Sunny Flare cut in, trying to take charge.
>"The rumor has it that HST have been "transporting" undeveloped planets to their sector of space, under the guise of "multiversal instabilities." One planet goes poof, and reappears months later in a system conveniently under HST's control. They're trying to annex worlds *before* they develop interstellar travel, to appear as benevolent benefactors to ensure maximum loyalty."

>"It's all very difficult to prove, of course," said Sour Sweet, "since almost all leading scientists in dimensionology are either working for HST or are being held hostage by it."
>"But if ONE person manages to slip out before the planet disappears," interrupted Sunny Flare. "And prove that their world had been moved with its original coordinates as proof..."

>Trixie nodded.
>"That'd be scandalous indeed."
>"Yep," intoned Lemon Zest almost nonchalantly. "That's why they wanted you brought in discretely, and paid us to do it."
>"I see."
ded thred
>Pouring another glass of wine for herself, Trixie turned to face sunset.
>"Miss Shimmer, what was that recent HST scandal you mentioned again?"
>"Portalgate," replied Sunset. "It was revealed that *the* Flash Sentry gave dimensional portal research data to a Union of Special Starlight Rights agent. Flash still hasn't resigned by the way, for whatever reason."
"Those names are ridiculous," remarked Twilight.
>"Right," said Trixie. "This would be even more damaging than Portalgate, I'd imagine."
>"Very damaging," affirmed Indigo. "The word gets out, and we just might see every multiversal societies joining under one banner to declare war on HST. Stealing planets is a big no-no."
>"And ISIS would gain even more legitimacy," frowned Sunset. "Great. Just great."

>Twilight raised her hands in protest.
"USSR? ISIS? Seriously? Sunny, please tell me you're all joking."
>"Multiverse shenanigans. Freakish racial memory. Coincidence. What do you want me to say, Twi?"
>Twilight sputtered as Trixie put a comforting hand on her shoulder.
>"Just let it happen, Miss Sparkle. We'll get through this somehow."
>Moments later, at the Sappos-III spaceport, an unnamed ship lewdly inserted itself into the receiving area of the docks.
>A group of five pastel-colored individuals disembarked, almost chased off by a drunken blue-haired madman with pistol in hand.
>"And if I shee you again," Brad stumbles, "ya'll be dedmans. Ya hear?"
>Sunny Flare scoffed.
>"Hmph. There's no need to be so rude. We understand perfectly."
>With that, the Shadowbolts make themselves scarce in the crowded terminal.
>No goodbyes, no thank-you's.

>Trixie mused, "is it really safe to let them go like this?"
"Well, we can't really keep them hostage indefinitely."
>Sunset shook her head.
>"No, of course we can't. We have to rely on the fact that they know too much about HST's motives. They'll be too busy worrying about hitmen of their own to start chasing us again."

>A loud bang echoed down the terminal, followed by a blur of rainbow hair and police whistle.
>Five pastel-colored figures could be seen climbing into a small luggage truck.
>"PUNCH IT, INDIE," shouted the green-haired one.
>And with that, the Shadowbolts were gone.
>"See," shrugged Sunset. "I told ya they'd be too busy."

>Trixie hugged herself, shuddering.
>"I don't know, Miss Shimmer. I get the feeling we'd be seeing more of them in the coming days."
>"That's how the world werks, honeh," slurred Brad, extending a boot flask her way.

>Twilight snatched it, taking a deep swig before handing it to Trixie.
"I should've just called in sick today."
>Sunset slapped Twilight's back playfully.
>"And miss out on all this fun?"
>She stepped forward, motioning everyone else to do the same.
>"Come on, I'm starved. I heard the burgers are top-notch on this planet."
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That concludes today's update.

Who would've known Twilight to be capable of such violence, much less Trixie? Maybe losing one's home planet does things to their psyche.

Is HST actually responsible for the disappearance of Earth? Of other planets? Or is it a baseless conspiracy theory akin to Brassy Gnoll's assassination of K. N. Eddie?

Have we seen the last of the Shadowbolts? Trixie seems to disagree — and if her multiversal counterparts are of any indicator, Trixie's intuitions are to be trusted. For they are great and powerful.

In this less frequently updated tale of the multiverse, anything and nothing is possible.

Thanks for reading and happy waifu-posting!
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Did jeff post the non canon traplight threesome yet
>pic unrelated
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I wonder what post stalkerlight would be like?

what would sunset do when she found out the person who became celestias personal student was the other twilight?
The world may never know
More interestingly, would stalkerlight have wings
that question has actually annoyed me a bit with just scitwi in general
is she spiritually connected with the other twilight or something like that
or is she just a unicorn
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Are you ready?
how do you make everything amazing
awaiting the viscous second coming of christ
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>AND SO… you continued to mix the various chemicals into the cauldron as slowly and carefully as you could
>All the while, Moondancer hovered over you and watched you very closely, no doubt expecting some form of trickery on your part
>”Are thou not finished yet? It has been well over an hour! How long do you intend to stall me?"
“i-I need more time. p-Please…”
>Sunset stepped in once more, placing a reassuring hand on Moondancer’s shoulder
>”Come now Sister, good things come to those who wait. Why not step aside with me for a moment so as to give Twilight a little space?”
>Moondancer scoffed at Sunset as she picked her hand off of her shoulder
>”And why pray tell would I do that?”
>Sunset continued to smile at her as she planted her fists on her hips instead
>”Your presence is only making it more difficult for Twilight to finish her work. There is little need to prolong this. Besides…”
>Sunset again had that strange glint in her eyes as she proudly lifted her head up high
>”I have a most important matter to discuss with you.”
>Moondancer scowled at Sunset before stealing another glance back at you
>You turned your gaze away from her as she scrutinized you closely, like a hawk sizing up her prey
>”Bah, very well. I will step aside but a minute or two.”
>Sunset clasped her hands together and grinned happily
>”Excellent! We will return shortly Twilight!”
>At that, the two of them exited the chamber and stepped outside into the stairwell
>You breathed a sigh of relief, happy to finally have a moment to work in peace without being hounded by your apparent captor
>However, you found what Sunset had told Moondancer to be rather strange and you began to wonder if Sunset had something more in mind when she brought you here to meet Moondancer
>It was hard at times to gauge what exactly Sunset was thinking, she always seemed to be planning something
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>crusader continues
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>More than a few minutes passed on as you crafted your incendiary concoction
>It was somewhat relaxing to finally be alone and at work inside a lab, although you still had to wonder what exactly those two were discussing for so long
>Moondancer’s cry practically shook the entire tower as you staggered over your burning cauldron
>Coughing a bit, you swiped your hand through the smoke rising up over your face
“What in the Heavens?…”
>Soon after that outburst, the door to the alchemy chamber swung open and Sunset entered
>Behind her on the stairwell stood Moondancer, whose hands had balled into shaking fists by her sides as she glared at Sunset
“w-w-What is g-going on?”
>Stomping back inside the chamber, Moondancer shoved her finger against your chest as you bent back over the boiling cauldron
>”My patience grows thin! Are you not finished yet or are thou wasting my time!?”
“i-i-I n-n-need m-more t-time…”
>Your heart sank as Moondancer’s hand glided over the pommel of her great sword
>Sunset promptly stepped in as her hand fell over Moondancer’s as it grasped her sword
>”Moondancer! Calm thyself at once! This is unbecoming of you!”
>Moondancer gritted her teeth as the two of them glared one another down
>In the end, Moondancer relented as she lifted her hand from her sword
>Breathing a sigh of relief, Sunset turned about to face you
>”Sister, how much longer will this take?”
“a-At least one m-more hour… the mixture needs t-time to c-c-coalesce…”
>Scoffing at you, Moondancer turned her back on the two of you with a flourish of her cape
>”I will grant you one final hour, nothing more!”
>With that, she stomped back down the stairs to her library and left you alone with Sunset
>Sunset looked uncharacteristically distraught as she sat down on the alcove next to your work table and planted her chin onto her hands
>You could only imagine what exchange led to Moondancer becoming so enraged
“Sister, what just happened?"
>Sunset sighed as she lifted her head up to look at you
>”I’m afraid my proposition to our sour companion did not go over well.”
>”Ah yes… I was trying to convince Moondancer to join us on our crusade.”
>Sunset’s eyes widened as your jaw fell
“h-h-h-How c-could y-y-you… w-why w-would you—?!”
>”Sister please, I beg of thee! My heart cannot take any more outbursts this evening!”
>You shrink away from your sister in shame as you stare at the ground
“f-Forgive me… but I must know why? m-Moondancer has wanted nothing more than to shout at us and commit violent acts against us since we came here! a-Are we n-not supposed to be sisters-in-arms?…”
>Sunset sighed as she stood up to her feet and stared at you with a misty look in her eyes
>”Aye, that is what we are supposed to be. There was once a time in which Moondancer would have gladly looked upon us as friends, but times have changed.”
>She cracked a smile as she lifted her head up
>”You may find this hard to believe, but Moondancer is far more compassionate than she seems. I was hoping that if we convinced her to join us that I could bring back that side of her. That is why…”
>Your body jolted as Sunset placed both of her hands over your shoulders
>”I need your help.”
“m-my h-help?…”
>You blushed under her touch as she drew you close
>”Please Twilight, I implore you to go speak with her.”
”b-b-but, if you couldn’t convince her to j-join us then how could I—“
>”You two are far more alike than either of you realize. If there is anyone that could crack through her hardened exterior, then I believe it to be you.”
>With an almost desperate tone to her voice, Sunset stood over you and pleaded
>”Please Twilight. She needs us, and we need her. Go to her…”
>All sense of reason warned you that this was not only foolhardy, but also incredibly dangerous
>If Moondancer were to have her way, you would more than likely be sent back home to face execution for witchcraft
>Morevoer, how could you and her be alike in anyway?
>Staring up into her saddened emerald eyes, you felt yourself at a loss for words
>Sunset, your sister, who risked her life and her honor for you, was begging for your help
>And here you were, making excuses…
“… I’ll do what I can…”
>With a radiant *squee!* Sunset threw all decency aside and embraced you
>”God bless you Twilight! Beautiful kind hearted Twilight!”
>As she lifted you off of your feet in her arms, you felt your entire body fall weak as if a bolt from God had suddenly struck you down
“b-b-b-Beau—Beautfiul? Me?…"
>A moment later, Sunset dropped you onto your wobbly feet and you found yourself slowly stepping down the dark steps of the stone tower back into the library
>With every step you took, what little courage and resolve you had suddenly manifested was slowly eroded
>The thought of being alone with Moondancer…
“i-i-I think I’m g-going t-to be v-violently ill…”
>With a deep sigh, you opened the door to the library and found Moondancer sitting at the end of it
>She had evidently fixed up her desk and had resumed whatever work she had been occupied with when you first arrived here
>”Contemplating escape, witch?”
>Her eyes were like great balls of fire, smoldering behind her spectacles and within her visor
>”One cannot run from the Wrath of God.”
>A cool and uneasy silence fell between the two of you as you forced yourself to step closer to her
>Moondancer folded her arms over her chest as she coldly watched you approach
“s-so… s-Sunset said you’re the c-Chapter Librarian here? w-What’s that like?”
>Moondancer sighed as she leaned closer over her desk
>”Sunset merely called me that out of respect. I'm practically the master of this Chapter as well.”
“o-Oh? That must be a huge r-responsibility.”
>”I’m the ONLY knight here. All the rest are long dead.”
>Your eyes widened as you learned this shocking news
>It made a great deal of sense, considering how empty and barren these halls were
”I am s-sorry…”
>”Don’t be.”
>You fell silent following her curt response
>It was an immense struggle to think of anything else to say, so you were forced to ask her
“What happened to them?
>You recoiled in fear as she fiercely glowered at you, likely offended that you would ask her such a thing
>Just when you felt once again that your life was in danger, Moondancer unexpectedly slumped forward onto her desk
>”If thou really must know…”
>Straightening up in her seat, she removed her helmet and planted it on her desk, revealing her visage to you
>In all the chaos earlier you had likely failed to notice, although now that she was not trying to immediately kill you it was clear that she had quite an impressive head of hair
>Her long brown hair stretched well over her shoulders, and as you examined her surprisingly fair face you noticed that she also had surprisingly thick eyebrows over her hawklike eyes
>She had a rugged beauty about her, one that reminded you of how some ancient warrior women were depicted
>Moondancer would not look too terribly out of place alongside an Amazonian, or an ancient Celt
>After pushing a few strands of her hair away from her face, she donned her glasses once more and began to recount her tale
>”When the Mongols invaded this land, the Knights Templar were called upon to fight side by side with the king and his feudal lords. I had heard of the eastern horde’s advance months before they ever approached Budapest, so I spent a great deal of time here in my library studying their tactics.”
>Moondancer stood up from her seat and began to walk past the shelves, trailing her hands over her books
>”I knew of all their tricks and famed stratagems, such that by the time they finally invaded I was well-prepared. I knew they could be defeated…”
>Moondancer halted in her tracks as she turned toward you
>”We met at the field of Mohi, and not long after the battle had begun the Mongols disengaged. Their cavalry forces retreated after only a few volleys of arrows had been exchanged.”
>For the first time since you had met her, you saw Moondancer smile at you
“b-By the Heavens, even her smile looks cruel…”
>”The Mongols were trying to get us to chase after them only so they could lead us into a trap, but I saw right through their little ploy!”
>Moondancer’s smile faltered as she leaned back against her bookcase
>”My comrades, they didn’t see things the way I did…. “
>Moondancer’s fists shook by her sides as she stared at the ground
>Jolting her head up, she marched right to where you were sitting and raised her voice
>”They saw only a cowardly foe fleeing from the battlefield, and thought of nothing more than the GLORY and the RICHES they would reap by hunting them down! I warned them BUT THEY WOULDN’T LISTEN TO ME!”
>Her display was terrifying, as if she had become a monster
“m-m-m-Moondancer, I—“
>You recoiled in fear as you raised your hands over your head, yet no attack came
>Moondancer exhaled a coarse breathe as she scowled down at you, but a spell of silence she slowly composed herself and walked back behind her desk
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>She all but fell into her seat as she stared back at you with a tired look
>Somehow, you still found enough courage to stammer a reply
“f-Forgive me…”
>Moondancer exhaled another tired sigh as she beheld you with a gloomy frown
>”I told you not to be sorry. It’s not your fault…”
>She hung her head low as she whispered, just barely loud enough for you to hear
>”… and it is not my fault…”
>An air of deafening melancholy fell over the two of you as you quietly sat with one another
>You are fairly sure this wasn’t what Sunset had in mind when she asked you to help Moondancer
>Struggling to find anything else to bring up and converse about, you spied an open book lying on the desk in front of Moondancer
“w-What were you reading?”
>”I wasn’t reading, I was just finishing up a copy of the City of God.”
>Your eyes lit up as you leaned forward and looked upon the book
“St. Augustine of Hippo’s City of God?”
>Moondancer perked up
>”Yes, that is correct. Have you read it?”
“Only a small amount, I have never laid eyes upon the entire book. You wrote that?"
>”Yes, well wrote in the sense that I copied it word for word from one book to another. Would you… like to see?”
>You eagerly nodded your head and walked up by her side to take a closer look
“How long have you been working on this?”
>”Just over two months. Where did you learn to read Latin?”
“I am self-taught.”
>She raised an eyebrow at you as you leaned over her desk
>”Self-taught? Most impressive…”
>You carefully flipped through the pages, and were continually amazed by how legible the handwriting was
>It was far easier to read than any excerpts you had seen of it before
”Moondancer this is quite a feat! You did all of this in only two months!?”
>”Yes, well most of it… “
>Moondancer flipped through toward the end of the book, to where it read ‘Book XIX: The End of the Two Cities, and the Happiness of the People of Christ’
>Only a few sentences lied under this heading, and when you flipped over this page you saw over a dozen blank pages remaining in the book
>”I had planned to finish crafting this copy within another week or so.”
>You sighed as you closed the book
“Tis a shame that Sunset and I will be leaving soon, I would very much have loved to have read through a complete copy for once, and one of this quality is far beyond my means.”
>For only the second time, you looked upon Moondancer’s face and saw her smile
>Only this smile was completely devoid of any semblance of malice or ill will
>She seemed genuinely happy
>”Twilight, why not take this book?”
“c-Come again?!”
>Moondancer picked up the book and placed it within your trembling hands
“m-m-Moondancer! This is far too much! I have done nothing to deserve such a treasure!”
>She shook her head as she continued to give you a sombre grin
>”I would have done nothing meaningful with it anyway. I have read the City of God several times, it would bring me greater joy to know that someone who has never read it before would have a chance to read my copy.”
>You stared down at the book in awe
“n-No one has ever given me a gift like this…”
>Wiping away a tear from your eye, you took your gift and hugged it close to your heart
“b-Bless you…”
>”Think nothing of it.”
>Moondancer’s smile faltered as she stared down at your prize
>”I only wish I could have finished it before you and Sunset arrived here.”
>As you mulled over her words, a cunning idea overtook you
“p-Perhaps you still can!”
>Hopping out of your seat with the book still clutched against your chest, you excitedly leaned closer toward a startled Moondancer
“i-i-If you accompany me and s-Sunset on our q-quest, then you can still f-finish it! Then I can have a full copy!”
>Moondancer’s jaw fell open as she took a step back from you
>Failing to take heed of her shock, you took another step into her personal space
“i-If you came with, t-then I would also have someone to discuss it with too! w-What else have you read!?”
>”m-Mostly just what everyone who’s literate has read. Aristotle, Plato, Homer, Ovid, Livy, Plutarch—“
>”Moondancer nearly lost her balance as she fell back against one of her bookshelves
“I’VE NEVER MET SOMEONE ELSE WHO’S READ p-p-p-PLUTARCH! w-What was your favorite set of Parallel Lives? i-I thought the comparison between Pyrrhus of Epirus and—“
>”Twilight please!”
>Hearing her cry, you finally found the self-control needed to stop yourself and pull away from Moondancer
>She ran a hand through her long hair as her eyes somewhat nervously scanned the library around you
>”I do not… I am unsure if your proposal is wise…”
“h-How so?”
>Moondancer nervously rubbed her wrist, and it almost appeared as if she too was shaking for once
>You would have never imagined Moondancer to ever show fear
>”i-I have not left Budapest in quite a while. I don’t know if… I don’t think…. you probably wouldn’t want—“
>”Moondancer frowned at you
>”What was that?”
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>With a thunderous crash, the massive stained glass windows on the other side of the library were smashed to pieces as a horrifying figure stormed the library
”By the Virgin Mother!”
>”Holy Shit!”
>Within the dim confines of the library, you saw what appeared to be a man riding a horse as it reared up on its hind legs and released a terrifying cry
>Moondancer stepped forward as her hand fell over her greatsword’s handle
>”HARK! Who goes there!?”
>A deathly cold chill fell over the two of you as the library's torches were suddenly snuffed out
>Raising a sickly scimitar up high, the horseman brandished his own torch which burned with an unnatural green fire
>Swinging the torch in front of his own face, the rider revealed himself as—
>Frozen with fear, all you can do is scream in terror as this ghastly monster gallops toward you
>Then, just as the terrifying undead is about to strike, you hear the sound of a sword leaving it’s sheathe
>Grasping her sword tightly with both hands, she hefts the massive weapon up and swings
>Before your very eyes, the skeleton and horse are cleaved in twain with one devastating slash
>The horse’s head goes crashing into a bookcase where it collapses into ash as the upper half of the skeleton warrior flies behind the desk just over your head
>The skeleton let’s out one last death rattle before crumbling to pieces against the wall
>”Are you OK? Twilight! Unfuck thyself this instant!”
>She begins to shake you but to no avail
“s-s-s-s-s-s-sk—skele—SKELET— AAAAAHHHH—“
>A loud smack resounds across the hall as Moondancer pimpsmacks you back to stability
*Undead Mongolian roughly translates to “AYYY GURL I GOT A BONE TO PICK WITH YOU!"
“h-How could this be?!”
>You hear the unmistakable rattle of bones from outside
>Then as these unnerving sounds surround you, several more windows burst into pieces as various flaming arrows fly into the library
>She tackles you to the ground as a flaming volley soars overhead
>Tearing out your shield, the two of you take cover together as the missiles embed themselves into the bookshelves
>Moondancer glances at the dead horse, then at the skeletal remains of the rider, before picking up one of the arrows from the ground
>”I recognize these arrows anywhere… these undead, they are… Mongols!”
>Moondancer grits her teeth and begins to shake
>At first it appears that she is about to have another enraged outburst, but the result is far more horrifying
>She closes her eyes,bends back her head, and explodes with laughter
>Rising to her feet with a manic grin, Moondancer tears off her glasses and grabs her helmet from her desk
>She stares down at you with a frightening smile as several more flaming arrows fly past her
>”Don’t you see Twilight? God is rewarding me for my faith! He has finally given me a chance at REVENGE!”
>Donning her helmet, she begins to walk toward the large stained glass window your attacker had broken through
“w-WAIT! You can’t just go out there!”
>She ignores your pleas as she steps closer to the window, gripping her sword tightly as the sounds of rattling bones and neighing horses continues to thunder outside
>”For the love of God STOP!”
>Crawling over to her, you grasp onto her cape from behind and pull back as hard as you can
>It doesn’t move her an inch, but it does cause her to stop
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>Moondancer twists around and looks down on you
>Her eyes no longer burn with anger as your eyes meet
>They glisten as she smiles and bends down to wrap her arms around you
>”I hope your sins are forgiven. I would very much like to see you again."
>Breaking free from you, Moondancer runs toward the window and lunges outside with her great sword raised high
>You run to the edge of the window and see Moondancer sprint at an impossible speed toward dozens of galloping Undead
>With bated breath you watch as three of these horseman encroach Moondancer all at once with their sickly looking weapons raised high
>You fear that all is lost…
>In one great horizontal slash, all three of the attacker are sliced in twain, their upper halves clattering upon the ground as their horses collapse to the ground
“o-Oh… OH GOD!"
>Another of the Undead Mongols charges at her
>A single stab de-horses the Mongol and leaves him impaled on her sword
>And with one mighty overhead swing, she smashes the Undead against the ground in an explosion of bone and ash
>It is an incredible sight, seeing but one warrior stand against such a vast horde of monsters
>Could it be that Moondancer is as strong, if not stronger than—
>Twisting about, you see your beloved battle sister rush down the tower steps
>”What in the name of God is happening?!”
>”O’ Fuck.”
>Sunset ran to the edge of the window and gazed outside at the resulting carnage
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>”She needs our aid”
>Sunset clambers atop the window ledge, but you clasp onto her just before she vaults to the ground
“t-There are too many!”
>Sunset’s hand grips her sword as she growls down at the scene
>”This… there is no doubt in mind this is the work of the Dazzling Witches!”
>Your eyes widen as a teeth-chattering skull goes flying over your head into the now flaming library
“w-What do we do now!?”
>”A tactical retreat is in order…”
“c-Can we outride Undead horses?”
>”Likely not…”
>Sliding back into the library with you, Sunset places a hand over her chin as she becomes lost in deep thought
>”Running water.”
>”Such foul beasts as this fear running water and cannot cross it like we can. If we could retreat over such a surface…”
“t-THE DANUBE! We can cross the bridge and lose them!”
>”No, there’s nothing stopping them from simply crossing the bridge as well. We would have to destroy it somehow.”
>You grip onto Sunset, who stares at you with wide eyes as you excitedly grin at her
>Your smile had evidently been infectious, as Sunset now smiles back at you just as madly
>”Twilight, thou art a genius! GO! Collect your chemical weaponry whilst I prepare our horse!”
>Sunset turned tail and began to sprint toward the exit
“w-WAIT! What of Moondancer?”
>Kicking down the door, Sunset smiles back at you and shouts
>”Not a chance in Hell we’d leave our sister behind! The three of us are destined for JERUSALEM!”
That is all for now my brothers and sisters!

Stay tuned next time to see if Twilight and Sunset will be able to save their battle sister, Moondancer, and escape in time!
I haven't read DEUS VULT
yet do you have a pastebin
She's what you want her to be, nonnie c:
But more than likely, she's 50/50 for unicorn/alicorn
Reading about implied dykeshit between Moondancer and Twilight fills me with impure thoughts.

>all deez greens
Is the /nst/ golden age back?
right now we are at a silver age
all we need is EqG and he might have peaked in recently
does EQG even visit the skype chat anymore?
We're memeing in Skype right now
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>tfw you're a shit writer
>tfw you will never be part of the skype chat
share the memes with us

You'll find out

We're recording a surprise for you guys
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>"Anon why aren't you eating your dinner? the other twilight told me you love this restaurant"
>you look down to see your favorite food barely scratched
"Twilight its just..."
>"are you ok Anon? are you feeling sick?"
"Twilight I think you are really cute, but its just I love the other Twilight"
>"Why is that Anon?"
"I don't know, the other you is just so... It's just you aren't her"
>"Well Anon I don't want to force this on you but the other me really wants this"
"Thanks Twilight now what would you do to get someone date you?"
She arrived in Equestria as a unicorn. However, due to growing up as a human, her magic ability was practically non-existent. She was really sad that she couldn't figure out how to properly cast spells, and Sunset basically spent an entire week trying to teach her.
thats sad
did any of the princesses try to tech her
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It's in the OP, and here

Some of us from the Skype chat ended up playing Maid RPG tonight, set in the 40k universe. I DM'd, and most of the writers here joined as players.

It's pretty autistic, but then again, so are we. Hope you enjoy.

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